"We need to get out of here," Izumi whispered to Myra. "Can you stand?"
Despite her whispers, Father's sharp hearing still managed to pick up her words. "Escaping is futile." He said.
May stepped up. She told the brothers that she'll fight the homunculi father while they fought Pride. They were reluctant at first, but soon agreed.
"I'll help too." Myra said from behind them. She tried to stand, only to fall back to her knees. Izumi helped her to keep her balance.
"No, My." Ed stated firmly.
"We'll take care of it, Sister. You should escape with Teacher. I know about your condition and you really shouldn't be involved in this fight." Al stressed with a voice full of concern.
"I need to—"
"You're coughing up blood, My!" Ed shouted in a shaky voice.
"You've done enough, so please, let us handle it." Al's voice was gentle, almost begging, as he crouched to his knees to be at Myra's level.
Myra stared up at her brothers with eyes of pride. 'When did you boys grow up?' She thought, the smallest of smiles etched onto her lips.
That smile soon turned into a smirk as Myra gave them a look that said, good luck.
Ed and Al gave her bright looks when they saw her smirk and nodded in understanding.
Izumi put Myra's arm over her shoulder and gave a nod towards the brothers. The two gave a knowing look before turning back to their opponents, clapping their hands together and slamming them to the ground.
Blue crackles as well as several stone pillars came up from the ground, separating everyone into three groups and away from the others so they can each go their individual route.
Izumi supported most of Myra's weight as they moved as fast as they could. They moved down a rather large corridor that looked like it was falling apart due to the chaos everyone was causing.
"Myra, don't make that face. You can't do much in your condition." Izumi told her in a stern, but somehow gentle voice.
"I can't help it," Myra admitted with a sigh. "Ed and Al are fighting Pride, May's fighting the homunculi father, Scar could be fighting Wrath right now and everyone else is fighting their own battles. I don't even know where Greed or the others are or how bad the situation really is!"
"And you don't need to know," Izumi said bluntly. "Not now. Just focus on yourself."
She knew it was useless to argue against someone like Izumi Curtis, especially since she is her old sensei and teacher. So Myra kept her mouth shut.
"Dead end." Izumi cursed under her breath as she glared at the wall in front of them. "There might be another exit if we go back."
"He said it himself, we can't escape..." Myra said weakly. "Not until he's finished with us."
Izumi looked at her. Deciding to give the blonde the push she needed she said, "It sounds like you're giving up. Has everything that's happened to you finally changed you?" She said tauntingly.
Myra didn't hesitate. Her lips formed a smirk as she looked up at her teacher. Izumi smiled seeing the girl's golden orbs burning with the will to live. The will to stay alive for as long as she could.
"No way in hell."
Izumi's grin grew a little wider, "Then, let's go. We'll help the others when we can."
Myra nodded as the two turned around and began walking again. The light sound of their footsteps echoed off the walls.
"How are you holding up?"
"My strength comes and goes... and right now," Myra's lips turned upwards in another smirk, slowly moving her weight back to her own legs and removing her arm from around Izumi's shoulder. "I think I can stand on my own."
Izumi stood ready to help her, but Myra's eyes still burned with determination. 'You're hanging onto your life by a thread, Myra. Just keep up that determination until after the Promised Day and you'll have a good chance of surviving.' Izumi could only hope for the best for her former student.
Myra took a deep breath. Placing her right foot in front of her, she continued walking back down the corridor with Izumi trailing behind her.
Myra and Izumi arrived just in time to see Ed head-butting Pride. Myra used her alchemy to create several sharp swords from the concrete ground. Izumi created a large crossbow from the same material.
The two signaled each other before launching their weapons at the homunculi father.
"This doesn't seem like a fair fight!" Myra shouted.
"Hands free alchemy, huh?" Izumi said.
"Myra! Teacher!" The brothers shouted upon seeing them.
Unfortunately, the girls' attacks vanished in red crackles right in front of Father's face.
"It appears the time is upon us."
No one had time to react and barely anytime to move before Father released several long arms from his body.
Myra was swift enough to get into a battle ready stance, but two arms grabbed her shoulders and circled around her body. With her arms stuck to her side, her strength was no match compared to Father as his arms – which were wrapped tightly around her – lifted her and the other sacrifices off their feet and slammed them to the ground, forming a square around himself.
Myra laid on her back, struggling to get on her knees. Though each sacrifice shot Father glares that could kill.
"I'm done indulging in your nonsense." He said. "It's time to put you to work, my sacrifices!"
It was almost time for a solar eclipse. It was almost time to finally indulge in the country wide transmutation circle.
"I shall use you as sacrifices to open the planet's gateway!" He announced.
"That's a pretty good plan, pops!" A voice said from behind him.
"Where'd he come from?!" Pride shouted from the sidelines as Greed slashed his father's head. Father turned into a large purple puddle with a thick viscosity at Greed's feet.
"Greed...?" Myra stared at him in disbelief. 'Did he really just take him out? No... there's no way that would work!'
"Greed!" Myra called.
"What?" Before Greed could glance in her direction, Father's several eyes and rather overly-large grin reappeared in the puddle at Greed's feet.
The puddle swiftly moved to the other side of the room, by a table with old papers. Its arms dragging the sacrifices along with him.
Myra fell to her side as she felt herself being hauled across the floor.
Father's laugh was maniacal as he took on a form similar to his previous one, outstretching his arm.
"The very centre of this world... is right here!" He slammed his hand onto the paper with the nationwide transmutation circle drawn on it.
Five red streaks shot out from the paper. Myra gasped as one ran directly by her head. She winced as she looked around the room. The room glowed a red so bright that it was almost scarlet. They could feel the earth around them moving. But even through the blinding light, Myra noticed the other four sacrifices staring at the homunculi father with a strong disliking as he continued his maniacal laughter.
"You bastard!" Hohenheim shouted over the loud rumbling of the Earth.
Myra felt an odd feeling. She looked down and saw a giant eye appear on her stomach. She didn't need to look up to see that it was happening to the other sacrifices as well.
She heard Ed and Al scream, but she held back hers as the eye on her stomach sprouted several long arms that went up to the homunculi father.
Strong gusts of wind suddenly emitted from him, causing Greed and May to stand their ground so they wouldn't get blown back.
Father began the transmutation. The energy in the air is both powerful and ominous. It's nothing Myra had ever felt before, and it made her uneasy.
The air was getting thinner and Myra had to take more breaths of oxygen into her lungs.
It took a few moments, but she realized that her troubled breathing was not due to the transmutation happening around her. Her lungs were contracting, making it difficult to breathe.
'This is really bad timing!' She thought, doing her best to remain as calm as possible in a situation where the whole world was about to die.
Myra continued her irregular breathing as she focused on the ongoing nationwide transmutation.
The red lights that illuminated the room kept getting brighter and brighter until it was almost blinding. The ground beneath them trembled and the noise was deafening.